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Chapter 6
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Too Late To Love Me, Mr Blackwell Chapter 10
LYDIA'S POVMy entire body froze the moment I walked through the front door of my home. The annoying bunch I called family were all right and waiting impatiently for me.My parents were settled on the living room sofa like judges waiting to pass a sentence while Vanessa was perched on the armchair with a worried look on her face.Her features were arranged in that familiar expression of wounded innocence.That's all she was ever good at, pretending to be hurt when she was not in any way.Stupid low life bitch.I said nothing as I moved closer, intending to pass by them and go up the stairs."We need to talk," my father said.His voice made me halt.I thought about his stupid statement in the small pause and turned to him, "About what?"My mother rolled her eyes, "She's getting so disrespectful it seems like she has finally grown some wings."She huffed.I ignored the fool."About your refusal to help this family." My mother stood up, her hands clenched at her sides, "How dare you a
Too Late To Love Me, Mr Blackwell Chapter 9
Lucas' POVThe warmth of the sunlight streaming in through the curtains of the hotel room, hanging open, was what woke me up.I reached across the bed with a wide yawn, expecting to find Lydia lying there.But my hand met only cold sheets.My eyes shot open as they glanced at the empty space where she should have been sleeping, my heart rate skyrocketing.I sat up quickly, eyes darting, looking around the hotel room frantically to discover that she really wasn't there. Her clothes which had been spewed around on the floor last night was gone.Mine which had also been thrown on the floor was sitting folded at the edge of the bed, donee by her hands eobviously.There was no sign of her shoes or hand bag, or any thing of hers here.Even the faint scent of her dainty feminine perfume—the only proof that she had been there—had somehow faded away.I started to climb out of bed when my eyes fell on the folded note which was sitting beside me on the pillow.If not for the note, I would have
Too Late To Love Me, Mr Blackwell Chapter 8
Lydia’s POV The mattress dipped under our weight as he settled himself over me.His arousal poked my belly.Nothing like the dildo I had at home… it had been the only thing that had satisfied me since I had been bound to that man.The one I called husband."Arghhhh," I moaned.His lips and tongue swiftly started to minister to every part of my body.He touched me like glass as though he was scared I’d break.His fingers roamed my body…my breasts, my hips, my thighs so tenderly.Exploring my body like he wanted to learn every curve there was to it. Sounds I never thought I was capable of producing escaped my lips in whispers… and those moans drove him crazy.His mouth went down my collarbone and ended at the mounds in my chest. He took a nipple in his lips and pleasure clouded my senses.I fisted the sheets below."Mmmmm..."Hie teeth softly tightened around it. I could feel my wetness slowly drop down my pussy.His hands found my other breasts.My eyes fell half shut."Hmmmm," I
Too Late To Love Me, Mr Blackwell Chapter 7
Lydia’s POV"Let's go," he said, staring straight at me after he had settled the bill.I nodded.His hands came on my lower back and steered me towards the exit.We were both quiet as we crossed the road to the hotel at the other side."Wait here," he told me the moment we stepped inside the reception.I nodded, incapable of anything else.My eyes followed his tall muscular figure as he went to the reception counter.A few minutes later and he was heading back to me with a hotel card.A gold card.That meant only one thing.He had secured a suite.The largest one.Someone was rich… rich or he just wanted to impress me.As if I cared were we fucked.All I wanted at this moment was a man, cherishing every piece of me.It didn't matter where.How could it matter to me after years of sexual starvation in a loveless marriage?"Lydia," he called.My eyes focused on him."Let's go," he started, while offering me his elbow. "I got us a suite."I gave him a small smile."I can see that."I sli
Too Late To Love Me, Mr Blackwell Chapter 6
LYDIA'S POV Silence filled the space. We just stood staring at each other. For a long time. "Are you going to sign them now?" I started to say. "Or when?" I added. He said nothing. A dry scoff left my lips. I turned away, leaving him standing in there with the unsigned divorce papers. What I needed right now was a strong drink. Not any of his annoying bullshit. I grabbed my car keys hanging in the wall. Them I headed out of the house. I drove straight to the very first bar I could find in this hellhole. The place was dimly lit and certainly crowded when I stepped in. Music blasted into my ears from all corners as I took a seat at the counter. The bar tender looked at me. "Whiskey and water, two parts alcohol." I made my order. The bartender raised a brow. But he poured it without any comment. I raised the glass to my lips. But I had prepared myself before hand. That was because I knew it was going to burn. And it did, going down my throat.
Too Late To Love Me, Mr Blackwell Chapter 5
LYDIA When I came to, I was gasping desperately for air.I sprang upright in bed, screaming desperately for help, hoping that someone would save me from Taylor.My hands were instantly moving to clutch the exact spot that I had been stabbed mercilessly from muscle memory.I expected to feel pain when I touched the spot, my eyes darting around me.But there was nothing there, except of course the smooth skin of my belly.When I looked down, I saw that I was perfectly fine with no injury.Not even blood.My hands instantly started to tremble with confusion as I looked around the room.Where was I?A few minutes ago I had been lying on the floor of the prison shower house, bleeding to death from several stab wounds.Then how on earth was I here, in the bedroom I shared with Adrian?How on earth was I back at the Blackwell mansion, from prison?Had Adrian read any of the letters I sent to him from prison and come for me?Or worse case scenario, had Vanessa heard I survived and come back
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